Bent was shouting; "Don't waste all evening slut suck my cock NOW!"He pressed his cock into my mouth and a bit down my throat; I was gagging and had a...hard time breathing.I was forced to suck his cock until he filled my mouth and throat with his warm slimy seed, he groaned; "Swallow it al you little sluttish slave!"I tried the best I could but I didn't succeed in swallowing it all it ran down my chin.Then he told me to undress.That was an easy task; the only thing I was wearing was a thin. Hell he didn't know. What do people use for incontinence? Those belts with pads? Disposables, those squares you lay on over a sheet? How the hell was he supposed to know? He was taking too long to answer. He was getting slightly panicked. Pick something he thought to himself."Nothing? You don't use anything do you? Oh you poor dear! That's it isn't it? Good heavens that must be so difficult! How tragic this whole thing can be. You must be so embarrassed by all this. How terrible that you can't. There was also a strange smell, as well as a few good splashing of what looked like dried cum, from many years past. ‘There... now isn’t that a sight...’I turned round, forgetting my father had been watching the whole time, time had passed, and I was immersed in exploring my new clothing, both the lingerie itself and the stains. My father however was in the moment. He was hard at work playing with himself. Stroking his growing cock like a teenager watching porn, It was cute at first. The face. I was disgusted with myself yet I couldn’t stop doing this at all. I was sort of furious and helpless on my uncontrollable lust. It felt like somebody injected drum loads of Viagra in my body while I was asleep.The thought of masturbating in the morning which I rejected did not look like a bad idea now. I thought if I could relieve myself, maybe I will feel better. The little crowd had already settled in and I could move to the restrooms unnoticed. Taking that assumption up, I stood up bending.